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Receive Back,In the End

Broom the clutter in thoughts proper dirt covers and fleas hover and it smells intentions are whisked with acid acts laced with bad reason asking in the nights dark and long proudly harking how many are maimed and killed scare set in innocents and fear raping them scurrying for shelter helter skelter as they are pinned and sinned take count and do not let them mount there would be day after the bend when you would receive back,in the end.

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